Injured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot be healedShoulder the burden of the past that cannot be erased; don't throw away your will to liveYour hand that I held...Will we lose it someday?I want to protect you and that disappearing smileThe ringing voice that calls me dries outEven if it gets erased by the wind along timeI will find youInjured with pain and sadness, the you that cannot
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